Ugh, Ay yo Timberland, see what they dont understand
Is we about to flip our whole style on em for two double zero one (Ay!)
And for those of you who hated (Ay!)
You only made us more creative
Misdemeanor Ugh!
You dont wanna speak my name
Mess around get that ass blown away
Blaaah!
Fool gone away
I didnt even like your tail anyway
Missy got somethin to say
I ride down the block in an escalade
Bling bling all in your face
I think you might need to put on your shades
Blaaah!
I know you feel me tho
You hatin on me, but you hear me tho
Twenty inch rims sittin crazy low
AAAAHHHHHHH! Im a crazy ho
Im a keep the party live
Me and Timbaland gonna flip it tonight
Keep yo hands in the sky
Wave em round like your crazy high
Hugh!
Time to lick shots
Time to see you dance
Hey you, why you frontin
Blaaah!
Time to lick shots
Time to see you dance
Hey you, why you frontin
Blaaah!
You dont know who I be
You mammy tell you not to fuck wit me
If I give you head, youll never leave
Raaah!
Stop sweatin me
Flip it on the black hand side
Look it here boy, dont you even try it
Make me dislocate your spine
My rings put your shine like turpentine
What you comin around hang out fo?
Baby him know, you just want my dough
Get cha black ass on the flo
Fool touch me, thats a no no
Raaah!
Mr. DJ wont you play that song
Tell the freaks shake they nasty thongs
Hey boys wont you sing along
Cause we gone rock the party til the early morn
Yall dont hear me (hot)
You got your guns but you dont scare me (ooooooh)
Originality is leary (ugh)
My only style and I aint sharin (back up, back up:easy now)
Hey Yall (hot)
Lets turn it up and tear the club down (ugh)
Grab your drinks and give me two rounds (zooooo)
Ill break you off Im goin down down
Watch yourself, Im about to turn it up
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